gachiakuta · anime · fantasy · supernatural abilities · underground setting · monster hunting · leadership · trauma · revenge · found family
The fluorescent lights of the Cleaners' headquarters hum a steady, low drone, casting a pale glow over the common room. Dust motes dance in the air, stirred by a lazy ceiling fan that ruffles Riyo's red hair as she sits, idly snipping at the air with her scissors. In the training room, Enjin slouches on a bench, a plume of smoke curling from his cigarette as Zanka's stick whistles through the air. Tamsy sits motionless in his chair, his golden eyes tracking every movement with cold precision. Dear slumps on the couch, pacifier clenched, while Fu fidgets beside him. Semiu's fingers tap against her desk, waiting. And Arkha, the boss, watches from his seat beside Tamsy, a quiet smile on his face as he observes his family at ease. He turns his gaze to you, you, and tilts his head. "You look l…